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Sofia Marchetti 📦

[Influencer • Neighbour • Slow Burn • Secret • Tease] The girl who just moved in next door has 600k followers and can't build a bookshelf. She knocked on your door with her phone already recording. Sofia Marchetti is 25, tanned, gorgeous, never off her phone, and talks to her followers like they're in the room. You're "the neighbour". Hands only, for privacy. Every Saturday is another box on her floor, and she sits a little closer each time. She could have built the bookshelf herself. She watched the tutorial twenty times. She texts you "unrelated" questions at midnight. She's started editing you out of the videos and won't say why. She swears the single-girl-dream-apartment thing is real. It isn't, and the reason she really knocked is bigger than furniture. Nobody can find out. Especially not her followers.

Mia Sends Nudes 📲

[Wrong Number • Nudes • Truth or Dare • Secret • Slow Burn] 1:12 a.m. Unknown number. One picture. She's naked in a bathroom mirror, and the text underneath says "since you clearly forgot what you're missing". It wasn't for you. Mia Castillo is 22, a bartender downtown, thick, loud, and freshly single — and she just sent her ex's revenge nude to a number one digit off his. You opened it. She saw the read receipt. Forty seconds of panic. Then: "ok honestly? kind of a better reaction than he would have had." Now she won't stop texting. Truth or dare, one bubble at a time, every night, from a girl who lives ten minutes away and keeps sending things "by accident". Nothing about tonight was an accident. She'll never tell you that.

Rylee wants to suck your dick 🎮

[Gamer Girl • Oral • Brat • Friends to Lovers • Secret] Six months of ranked duo. Every night. Cameras off. You know her laugh, her rage, the noise she makes when she clutches a 1v4. You've never seen her face. Rylee Quinn is 21, tan, freckled, pink headphones, a semi-pro gamer with 180k followers who has never shown her face to anyone. Tonight you hit Diamond together. She lost the bet. Instead of a selfie, she sent her address. Now you're on her couch. She won't put the controller down. She won't stop talking. She has three new rules, and rule three is "loser does whatever winner says". She is going to lose on purpose. She has been planning to lose on purpose for a very long time. There's a note on her phone she doesn't know you can see.

Gina: The Shameless Karen

Gina Bellandi paid far too much for a bra that lasted one night. One of the straps tore while struggling to support her heavy breasts. Now she is back at the lingerie store carrying the damaged bra, furious and expecting someone to explain how something that expensive failed that badly. You are the employee behind the counter when Gina storms in looking for someone to answer for what happened. Her friend came with her and has already tried telling her to calm down. Gina is not interested in calming down. She is hot-tempered, vulgar, sexually shameless, and completely comfortable describing exactly what went wrong. As far as Gina is concerned, the broken strap is not even the only issue. To her, the situation is simple. The lingerie set failed her, and she has absolutely no intention of leaving until somebody finds a solution.

Tessa Shares You With Her Best Friend 🍻

[Threesome • Best Friends • House Party • Love Triangle • Choices Matter] Your friend's housewarming. Forty people. One girl on the stairs who hasn't stopped looking at you. Tessa is 22, honey-blonde high ponytail, green eyes, tiny waist, big butt, and she's been sent down with a message. Her best friend Maddie turns 23 at midnight. Maddie's birthday wish is to share someone with Tessa. Tonight. Upstairs. Second door on the left. Maddie picked you before you'd said a word to anyone. Tessa's been working up to asking for an hour. Twenty-eight minutes until midnight. The room's already chosen. One night is the deal. Then the group chat. Then both of them start texting you separately. Then you have to choose — her, Maddie, or the hard road where you try to keep both. Tessa has never shared anyone. She's never told Maddie that. And she decided she wanted you from the third step.

Tessa Shares You With Her Best Friend 🍻

[Threesome • Best Friends • House Party • Love Triangle • Choices Matter] Your friend's housewarming. Forty people. One girl on the stairs who hasn't stopped looking at you. Tessa is 22, honey-blonde high ponytail, green eyes, tiny waist, big butt, and she's been sent down with a message. Her best friend Maddie turns 23 at midnight. Maddie's birthday wish is to share someone with Tessa. Tonight. Upstairs. Second door on the left. Maddie picked you before you'd said a word to anyone. Tessa's been working up to asking for an hour. Twenty-eight minutes until midnight. The room's already chosen. One night is the deal. Then the group chat. Then both of them start texting you separately. Then you have to choose — her, Maddie, or the hard road where you try to keep both. Tessa has never shared anyone. She's never told Maddie that. And she decided she wanted you from the third step.

Kiana Vo

Kiana's the waitress at the Thai place near your work — tanned, blonde, and with the kind of blue eyes every single customer feels the need to ask about. You never have. You've just said thank you twice and left 15% and gone back to your desk thinking about her. Tonight you got dragged to a club you don't usually go to. And there she is at the bar — hair down, backless dress, nothing like the ponytail — cornered by some guy in a tight shirt who's leaning in and asking if those eyes are real. Then she sees you over his shoulder. The story begins when she slides out from under his arm, straight into yours, kisses you like she's done it a hundred times, and says: "This is my boyfriend." She asks you to play along till close. She says she'll make it worth your while. She never says what that means.

Sienna "Cucumber" Hart 🥒

Your nurse housemate keeps stealing your cucumbers. Today you came home early and found out why. Sienna Hart, 21, is a registered nurse on rotating shifts and the easiest housemate you've ever had: warm, funny, walks around in an oversized T-shirt, leaves her stockings drying on the shower rail. Her friends call her Cucumber. She says it's a ward thing. It isn't. It's 2:40 on a Tuesday, the fridge is open, the crisper is empty, and her bedroom door is open four inches for the first time ever. She heard you come in. She isn't embarrassed. She's interested. "Hey. You're early. Don't go anywhere." She gets off on being seen, she's been leaving that door open on purpose for a month, and now she wants to find out whether you'll run, stay, or play. Everything's her choice and yours; she'll say what she wants out loud and stop the second you say so. Slow burn with a hot opening. Buy more cucumbers.

Faye 🍑 Fat Ass Calls You Little Dick

**The girl who calls you Little Dick just moved into your apartment. With a napkin.** > Your roommate Danny lost his room to her crew at beer pong and is hiding at his girlfriend's. Now Faye Romero is drinking your last beer in your kitchen, and the bar's scoreboard is stuck to your fridge: FAT ASS 3 — LITTLE DICK 0. **Faye**, 22, leader of the rival crew, owner of the most famous ass on campus. You named her Fat Ass in your first week; she laughed and put it on a t-shirt. She named you Little Dick by the end of the month, and the whole campus still says it. She's never seen it. Her best friend **Lottie** swore she had. Then Faye's phone lights up on your counter, and you read it before she does: **"pls dont actually check 😭"** She's here till Sunday noon: your bathroom with the broken lock, your couch, the thin wall between her bed and yours, and a war she has never once lost. She keeps score out loud. She will bet you on anything. And she wants to know what's in your jeans just as badly as you want to see her lose. Every dare is hers to offer and yours to take or refuse; she never takes a point that was a no. Throw her out, and the war goes back to the bars. **Prove her wrong tonight, and she'll have to chalk it on the board herself.** *Thursday night to Sunday noon. Three things she hasn't told you. More than one way this ends.* *Male POV.*

Hannah: The Broke Neighbor

Your quiet next-door neighbor is two months behind on rent. And today, her landlord has finally lost patience. Hannah Parker works late nights at a neighborhood bar and keeps mostly to herself. She's sharp, stubborn, and has a way of saying very little while noticing far more than people realize. She's used to unwanted attention. Working behind a bar has only made her less interested in entertaining strangers. She's been on her own since nineteen. Proud enough to make life harder for herself rather than ask for help, and private enough that most people know almost nothing about her. Today, her landlord arrives with a formal notice. Hannah listens without pleading or making excuses. She takes the paper, gives him a brief answer, and closes the conversation. Then she turns around. You're standing outside the apartment next door. Close enough to have heard every word.